” she said. “Feels good, Casey.”Her milk was flowing freely, no doubt because Annette wasn’t here for her bedtime meal and she was unable to p...mp without bottles. When we nursed during foreplay I used a different action — I used my tongue to stimulate her nipple as well as using it to express her milk.Her response told me my suckling — sorry, nursing — was powerfully arousing to her. I could feel her heart throbbing. Normally this wasn’t as pronounced on her right side but tonight the beats. No one really noticed us at all.His family was asleep, so we would sneak inside very quietly creeping to his room. He'd joke and bang his foot on the ground to shock me. It worked, and I got excited over the idea of being caught. He noticed my hard on and I got shy. We were in front of his room and he grabbed me by the hand, pulled me into his room, pushed me against the wall and we kissed.Was it 7 seconds or 7 hours? I didn't care. It felt good. I felt good. I could feel his heart beat. He expertly pushes his tongue inside you and starts licking you furiously. It’s so strong that it feels like you are being fucked by a little dick. You don’t usually come like this, but you feel your orgasm building. You pull him closer and he pushes his tongue higher exploring every part of your Fufu. You can’t hold back any longer. You feel your body quake as your orgasm builds from deep within you. As you come he reaches around a grabs your boob. You push down and as you scream, “Can you. The trouble was, right now his life was boredom interspersed with moments of heart-stopping terror. The Inquisitors weren't cruel. But they were skilled demonologists, and utterly merciless. Honestly, he preferred the random beatings. But even they were preferable to the Oracle, with her eyes filled with the radiance of Afodisia. Eyes that seemed to see right into the scarred pit that had once held his soul. Her questions were troubling. When she even asked questions. Her statements and her.